I need it to go with my whine.
I'm just now clocking out from work, and if I didn't know better, I'd say the full moon was upon us, but it's not. It's still more than a week away.
To give you an idea of how bad things were tonight, I drove 36 miles round trip to see a patient. As soon as I returned home, I had to turn around and drive 74 miles round trip to see the second. While at that visit, I closed my car door which, for some reason, wouldn't shut. Frustrated, I slammed it again...right on my Blackberry...which now has a broken LCD screen. Did I mention it's my work smart phone? Smart, as in has a bazillion essential numbers, emails, contacts, addresses and notes stored upon it? Yes, that one.
Disappointed, famished, but happy to finally be home after such a night, I sat down to eat the hummus and salad my husband bought me on his way home from work when the answering service paged on my personal cell phone. I promptly headed out for a two hour visit and another 40 mile round trip.
With y'all as witnesses, I'm formally crying UNCLE to the hospice cosmos.
Oh...and while the hummus was excellent, the salad was too wilted to eat. 8>(